ONE FAMILY, OAKS, BUTTERFLY, STRIPES AND SWINGS
Summer… Smell of hay, sound of a whispering creek, singing birds and chirping of grasshoppers. One can run, explore an old fallen tree, hold father’s hand, find swings that were carefully placed, sit on them and swing up and down watching the sky and the earth dancing. One can be startled by a fluttering butterfly that will not part your company. To capture instants that slip away and the warmth of the sun on your skin. To save those memories and enjoy them in the cold winter days.